The house on the hill


After a night of singing with a talented soul 

in a house on a hill 

amongst the party people and flames of thrill she wondered - 

would you consider singing alongside side of me it's about to get real

Flattered to the trill 

I declined when all was still

The time has arrived

Only one stands here

It is not I

She looked at me

A smile bewildered 

she was hoping I'd reconsider

I feel the connect

However there is one other

I need to do me

I'm not here to sing for one that asks it of thee

I like your style 

I like your grace

Sing it style

Sing it with space

~ catté